Adult Blogger: CAM CRUSH booked into a backpacker's hotel and met Frank who had just returned from a two year trek of Europe and Britain. He told me he was waiting for his father to pick him up and take him home. I was shocked to find that his home was in the north of this state and was about as far away from Perth as I had travelled in the past eight months. He persuaded me to come and see the Kimberley; also we would be flying over the famous Bungle Bungle ranges.
His father came to Perth on business at least four times a year and usually stocked up with items that was hard to come-bye. He was sure his father wouldn't mind an additional passenger.
The next day we taxied to the busiest light plane airport in Australia to meet his father. Not only was his father there but his grandmother.
"So you would like to trek the Kimberley?" this smiling, tall, weather-beaten man in a battered wide brimmed hat asked me.
"I've just trekked across from Sydney and I would like to see more of this vast country sir."
"God we don't call people sir here, I'm Bill and this is Gran, everyone calls her Gran. Now let's get you seated, sorry you will have to sit at the back with Gran. We have all the other seats out to get the things we bought stowed. Anyway Gran always sits at the back; she says she feels safer there. Frank will sit up front with me, since he is also a pilot and I want to have a chat with him. We'll be landing at Newman for a meal and I have to see someone there. So make yourself comfy we have a long flight ahead of us."
